Just a quick word from the author. I've never experienced puppy play first hand, so if there are any critiques or advice you would like to share, please do so. ————————————————————- We're laying in the bed next to each other, his hand over my body, rubbing slightly against my stomach, he's half asleep, which, after all that energy he just expelled, I'm no...
In the early 1990's, there was a gay theater on the East side of 8th Avenue between 42nd and 43rd Street. It had a main area, a big room with theater seats and a stage where porn stars danced, a small theater with a screen and theater seats, and another with folding chairs and a large video screen. The first time I went, after seeing an ad in the Village V...
Quarantine by Pan 1: "What do you mean, a virus? That doesn't make any sense." "I'm sorry ma'am, but that's what the reports are saying. We have some of our best scientists out there, and the results are conclusive - it's a virus." "So let me get this straight," the commissioner said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You're telling me that the colony h...
After Sam left, I cleaned the kitchen, and went upstairs to take a shower, and hopefully a nap. It was a few minutes past 1:00pm and that gave me 4 hours to recover before Sam came back again. I opted for a bath instead of a shower, and really relished the feel of my smoothly shaved pubic area. My legs were starting to stubble, so I shaved them again. MMm so...
"Shit," I exclaimed. I had been in the middle of writing an email when the power went out. "Shit," I said again, as I fell over the archive box I had forgotten was sitting in the middle of my study floor. I finally made it to the window and looked outside to see that every other house in the street had their lights still on, so the power outage was restrict...
Part 4 ~Devlin~ What a curious evening it had been. With such emotional vicissitude, a rollercoaster steered by the ups and downs of switching back and again once more, I figured things couldn't get much worse. That's when the reality of my own life, persistently trudging on without me, and the pressure of all my schoolwork building up, incomplete and forg...
THE INGRAM-LEWIS CHRONICLES – PART 3 PATRICK'S SCHOOL FORTUNES SOAR – BEATING AND SEX GALORE. A Homoerotic Short Story By Jason Land CHAPTER 1 We left Patrick Ingram-Lewis at the end of his penultimate year at Rigby School, where he had been, much to his surprise, elevated to the level of Senior Prefect. He had revelled in his new role; after a timid...
8====>~ Cody's voice pierced thru the pizza shop. "Yo, Josh! You have a run to the Moaning Lisa, buddy!" His announcement was followed with a hearty laugh from him. Great....a late night run to the Mona Lisa Hotel that sat squarely between campus and downtown was usually a bad sign for tips. Once the most luxurious lodging in the area, the old five story p...
The noise was loud enough to wake him up. Dennis opened his eyes and waited for the sound to repeat. A few seconds later, he heard a much different sound. This time, he recognized it. It sounded like the back gate opening and closing. It usually made a creaking noise whenever he himself would open or close it. He lifted his head up from his pillow. Now fully...
Things were even better since you had been assured Anthony was doing all of this on his own volition. You had a level of comfort that you hadn't permitted yourself before. And the phenomenal sex had improved, as if that were even possible. Anthony had seemed to pick up on your greater ease and seemed happier than you had known him before. One day you got h...